I stood outside her door until I could hear the shower being turned on, waited 30 seconds to let her undress and then heard the en-suite door close too, I gave it another 30 seconds for the shower door to close and then went in.
She told me she was going to wash her hair and sit in the steam so I knew she was going to take her time. She was worn out from the workout, she was sweaty and her underwear was going to be soaked. The bedroom door was unlocked, she didn't expect me to come in while she showered and she had no idea of my perverted ritual. Her leggings and t-shirt were in a pile on the floor, her sports bra and pink underwear messily thrown on top. Jackpot.
Kneeling down on the thick, fluffy carpet I had my back to her en-suite and faced the door I had entered through. I untangled her delicate thong and opened it out in front of me, holding it up to the light I could see the discoloured moist patches as I brought it to my face to inhale. The musky smell of sweat flooded my senses; I breathed it in greedily and gave it a little lick, delicious. Pulling it away from my face again I looked at the inside, I brought my tongue towards the smudge of white fluid spread on the lining so I could taste her juice. The door in front of me to the landing opened.
'What the fuck are you doing!?' my brother in law gasped.
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2 weeks earlier
'It's in four weeks so I have plenty of time to get in shape, besides I've done it before so it cant be that hard.' Val was ever the optimist in her own physical capabilities but the last time she had climbed Mt Snowdon was when she was in her 20's. She was turning 50 now.
'Mom you'll definitely need to train for it, and it will be harder than before for sure' my wife, Katrina, ever the realist bringing Val down to earth.
'Four weeks isn't a long time really.' I added.
'Oh shut up you two, I know that, you think I'm going in unprepared, I'm climbing a mountain for gods sake' she sat back defiantly at her kitchen table.
As her 50th birthday approached Val started to become more aware of her age. She had been extremely active her whole life but a persistent back problem slowed her down as she hit her mid 40's. As a challenge to herself she wanted to re-climb Mt Snowdon in Wales once she turned 50. It's no Everest but is still a difficult physical challenge for anyone at the age of 50 with a back issue.
'I turn 30 a few months after you Val, how about I do it too?' I joked.
'No Tony! I'm doing it alone' Val snapped, after being with her daughter for nearly 15 years she still couldn't tell when I was messing with her.
'What did dad say?' Kat grinned at me.
'Supportive as ever, he even suggested I get a personal trainer if I need it, or ask you Tony.'
'Me?' I asked confused. In honesty I knew the reason straight away, I had injured my knee playing football and had had a physiotherapist for the last six months giving me one to one rehab. He helped me strengthen both of my legs, especially around the knee joint; to stop the same injury happening again and my legs were like tree trunks now.
'Yes well you know all the exercises already from your trainer so you can just show me the same ones and I can take it from there. I've already got my own membership at the gym and I can add you as a guest.' Val already had it all planned out it seemed. 'I was thinking about three times a week for the next two weeks? Once you've shown me you don't need to keep coming with me.
'Yeah sure I can do that' Val's assertive planning meant I couldn't say no, and besides I was helping my mother in law through a difficult time in her life.